Showing posts with label Christmas. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Christmas. Show all posts

Monday, December 30, 2013

When Jesus Came For Christmas



Imagine with me...
If Jesus were celebrating Christmas with us today, I think he would wrap his gifts in colorful rainbow paper, tied with brilliant bows of joy. He would be excited for every surprise he had for his family. He would place homemade cards on each present with special poetry spoken to each child and signed, “Love, Jesus.”
He would have a special present just for his Father in Heaven, a crystal heart representing the gift of His life that fulfilled His Father’s longing for friendship with mankind.
For his mother, Mary, there would be a book of memories of all the special ways she loved him and brought him comfort and joy.
And for His earthly dad, Joseph, He would give a custom made carving knife, engraved with thankfulness for his loving home and family. It would have a diamond blade and a wooden handle embedded with heavenly stones.
Jesus would love singing Jingle Bells just because the kids love it. He would love all the traditional songs of Christmas. He would sing and play music till all laughed and sung themselves to sleep. Jesus, in all his joy, would dance around the Christmas tree and gaze upon every beautiful ornament and bulb. He would look at the nativity scene on the mantle and gently touch the little baby and the lambs. He would enjoy all the traditions around his birthday, and, you know... I don't think he would mind Santa, stockings, and Rudolph at all, simply because they bring delight to his children.
Finally, he would tell the gathered family the story of his birth, and remember aloud the monumental moment of grace, joy, and purity as the destiny of time was accomplished. God born as man – the hope of life and glory for all the children of the earth forever.

Saturday, December 8, 2012

Bruises, Lattés, and Morning Buns


I’ve had a few dark days lately. For example, today I woke up with a swollen, badly bruised cheek (from dental surgery) and a painful limp. If that weren’t enough, my glasses went flying and broke. After blindly finding my old specs, I managed to get to the couch. My thoughts immediately were filled with all that was wrong. On top of all this, I’ve been listening to negative world news. And Christmas music – which I usually dance to – has drummed up sadness from deep in my heart for loved ones lost during past holiday seasons. Geeeee.... Talk about a perfect storm leading to a tsunami of depression!
I know I am not alone in these types of feelings. You may know me as always cheerful and happy – always up and never down. Well, here I am today – painfully raw and literally looking really bad.
I could have easily stayed in bed today, but I know there is an enemy of my soul out there wanting me to do just that. Thank God I thought about that. Soooo...I picked myself up, curled my hair into a sassy ponytail, put on a stylish outfit – even make-up – and headed to Starbucks, bruised cheek and all.
This is one of those days I get to defeat the works of the devil. I have turned off negative news and listened to that positive, encouraging station. And I have decided to be extremely thankful today for the hip and the tooth that served me so well for so long...for the body parts that still work perfectly...that God made me beautiful in His eyes...and that I have a destiny He has called me to that no amount of attack is going to alter. My world, in fact, is getting better and better.
Yes. Thank you, God!!!!! You love me so much!!! And thank you, Starbucks, for latté’s and morning buns!